I’ll bet Thoos and Picknar are regretting not drinking THEIR bottles of melomel first.
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Riding their hoverbike atop a ridge, Knox said, “How do you think this thing handles a big jump, drop, and landing?” Rodrigo leaned his shoulder relaxedly on Knox’s shoulder and said, “Jow do you think a goldfish jockeying a monkey handles a horse race?” They then rode the hover bike off the ridge (maybe 50 feet tall?) and then hit the sand with a BWOUND and bounced up somersaulting forward and then returning to normal propulsion right beside Picknar and Thoos again, who had watched the whole thing wide-eyed. Thoos, annoyed, said, “Will you two stop goofing off. Spizz is serious about catching us!” Rodrigo replied, “‘Goofing off’? We may have just discovered the luckiest goldfish/monkey combo in the universe.”
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Hmm. I’m afraid I had to read the descriptive text to figure out what happened — with only the sound effect in panel 3 to hint that they were going back up again, I was left to wonder why, after a solid landing, they ended up doing another summersault (and how).
Huh. The flame trail in the next panel showed me they bounced forward in a loop. I thought it plain.
I figured the anti-grav field or whatever the things use to hover does not like to be compressed.
I just figured he seriously hadn’t regained control yet.
Where’d the alien getting glassed in panel 5 come from?
Well, there are two incoming in Panel 2. One gets whacked in Panel 5 and the other in Panel 6. So, I figure that since the count comes out even, this is where they came from.
Say, that reminds me. How’s Spizz handling the now-enraged grey miters? Even counting the occasional fatality, there seem to be enough to make his day a lot less comfortable than he expected.
Switching to lemonade. Hurts less when I snort it out my nose.
+1 for “melomel”. Good stuff!
I may be biased, as I’ve thoroughly enjoyed making and drinking my own. ????
THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE!!
Impressive landing.
I score it 10/10.
Kind of reminds me of the last time I went sledding, lost control of the sled and went over a small (1 meter/3-4 feet) cliff. But it was a less lucky goldfish/monkey combo – while I did set the landing, I also broke my tailbone, demonstrating why sledjumping is NOT an olympic discipline